Benson Leach said: "Look at Li Baiqing’s information abroad."
Juliana Lewis took out the contents of the folder, which was marked with so important things of Li Baiqing, such as which school he studied in and what he got.
There are also photos of Li Baiqing before.
It is a photo of a period of ti, green and immature, and then, almost completely changed a person.
Juliana Lewis looked at it over and over again. "Do you see anything?"
This includes photos of Li Baiqing’s injury and costic surgery.
Benson Leach: "No, from these investigations, they are all normal."
Juliana Lewis can’t see anything. She doesn’t know Li Baiqing well and doesn’t know as well as Benson Leach.
But if Benson Leach can’t see it, is there really no problem?
Benson Leach looked at the ti, took the docunt from Juliana Lewis’s hand, and said gently, "Well, it’s late, go to bed."
Juliana Lewis is a little tired.
She nodded: "OK, go to sleep."
She suspected that Li Baiqing had changed himself.
Is it a substitution?
Late at night, the street lights outside are boundless.
The shade curtains block out the light outside.
In the room, it was dark.
Blood.
Juliana Lewis only felt that his eyes were hazy with blood and he couldn’t see anything clearly.
But she felt like she was back on the operating table, listening to what Wendy Johnson and Stewart Morris said.
Finally, she was cut alive and died.
"Ah!"
Juliana Lewis opened his eyes fiercely, sat up, and breathed heavily.
Benson Leach was awakened and imdiately took Juliana Lewis into her arms and patted her back gently: "Don’t be afraid, I am here."
Juliana Lewis shivered a little.
As if he hadn’t recovered, he looked ahead with empty eyes and resentnt.
Benson Leach sensed sothing was wrong with Juliana Lewis, hugged her tightly, bowed his head and kissed her forehead, and his voice beca softer and softer: "Wine, it’s okay, it’s just a nightmare."
"I’m here, don’t be afraid."
Benson Leach’s gentle soothing landing wine.
This kind of Juliana Lewis makes him panic.
After a long ti, Juliana Lewis finally ca to his senses and looked at Benson Leach sideways. "Benson Leach, I have nightmares."
Benson Leach patted her on the back: "I know, I’m awake now, it’s okay."
"I want to drink water."
Juliana Lewis’s voice was a little hoarse.
Benson Leach said, "Wait, I’ll send soone to bring water."
Soon, the servant brought the water.
Benson Leach watched the landing wine drink the water in one gulp, and the water stains flowed down from the corners of her mouth.
He took a paper towel and wiped it gently for her.
Juliana Lewis turned to Benson Leach. "Do you know what I dread of?"
Benson Leach shook his head.
Juliana Lewis said, "I dread that I killed myself."
"Hmm?" Benson Leach was confused.
"You killed yourself?"
Juliana Lewis nodded and shook his head again.
How to put it, it is a very strange dream, which seems to be very clear, but it is very vague.
She killed herself?
This dream is not a nightmare by rights.
But Juliana Lewis is afraid and uneasy because of this.
Benson Leach saw that Juliana Lewis didn’t speak again, and looked at the ti again. It was just over four o’clock.
"It’s just a dream. It’s okay. Sleep again."
Juliana Lewis said, "OK."
Juliana Lewis nested in Benson Leach’s arms like a kitten, with his eyes open, but he couldn’t sleep anymore.
She always thinks about the vague and clear dream.
Since Wendy Johnson’s death, she has let go of her hatred and stopped dreaming of past lives.
But this ti, I not only dread, but also ...
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